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Post by midnightofglory on Jun 1, 2009 18:06:13 GMT -5
Lightning, a young arabian mare stood feeling very alone. She winnied over the land for a stallion who was strong and loving. She stood waiting.  |
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Post by midnightofglory on Jun 14, 2009 13:40:57 GMT -5
She sighed and said quietly to her self, "No stallion wants me." She trotted to the breeding grounds to see if some one wanted her.
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Post by fancyallup on Oct 11, 2009 17:56:51 GMT -5
Their stood a strong arabian stallion.The wind blew his mane back.
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